Hi there, My name is...well my name doesn't mater anymore because I'm dead. Thats right I died just a little while ago and now some wise looking old dude is trying to judge me based on my life actions. But fuck that. Who gave him the right to judge me when he never fucking helped me. So naturally I started yelling and made a scene until the big guy (God) came out and decided to throw my soul to another god governing a different world. When I arrived at the new gods place surprisingly she and her workers treated me very well. I was really confused and only after the new god started talking that I realized the old bastard made a big mistake. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, this is going to be fun.     Hey guys this is my first ever story so any and all feedback is very appreciated. Thank you. Also fair warning this story will contain profanity, gore, sexual content and probably traumatizing content.